Your paladin senses are tingling.

As she comes closer, you start to back away, sluggish as you paddle through the water. "Hold on," you say, eyes narrowing. "You're not... something isn't right. Who are you?"

She pouts a little as she reaches the pool's edge. "Aww. I'm sorry if I startled you, but I promise I just want to have some fun~" She stretches her arms and the towel flutters down to the ground, exposing every inch of her porcelain body. Her back arches as she stretches, pushing out her wonderfully shaped breasts for your viewing. She crosses her legs with a coy grin as you stare, bending over and letting her bosom bounce freely. "My name is Serrica, and I've been reaaally looking forward to this, Roland," she husks.

She puts a foot into the water and you can hear a snapping sound behind you - the purifier just ruptured. "You're magical," you accuse, continuing to back away.

"Oh?" she starts with a pleased smile. "That's a new compliment. I like it."

"No," you growl, your back against the wall now. "You're not human. How'd you get in this temple?"

Serrica stares at you for a moment, her smile frozen. Then she sighs, looking glum. "Cat's out of the bag, huh? And here I waited for that meddlesome man to avoid just this." She huffs, blowing a stray hair out of her face.

She waited for Verheart to leave? She knew there was a paladin here, then. One who would've detected her even faster than you did. That means she's a monster of some kind, most likely a-

"Succubus," you groan. Shit.

Horns spring out from the sides of her head, arching backwards and ending in fearsome points. A mark of her infernal nature... but the first thought that runs through your head is that they'd make ineffective weapons and great handholds.

"Well, it shouldn't change much," she continues. "After all, you'll be screaming praises for me pretty soon here, won't you? I promise I can make you feel better than you've ever felt - than you ever could feel with another woman." She crosses her arms to lift the tops of her breasts out of the water. "I'd looove to have you play with me. Those nice strong arms could do wonderful things to my body, oooh I know they could!"

This is bad. This is really bad. You don't have your sword, you can't call for help, and you're pretty sure she could incapacitate you with magic before you could get out of the pool and out the door. And, given the way your cock is straining as if to detach from your stubborn hips, your willpower is rapidly expiring. The succubus is only feet away from you, licking her lips with undisguised lust as she tucks her gorgeous hair behind her.

"This is my first time having sex in a pool," she admits, reaching out to cup your cheek, her eyes suddenly innocent. "Won't you teach me what it's like-eh?"

She stares at your grip around her wrist as something in you snaps. You really don't know what the best thing to do here is; it seems unavoidable that she's going to have her way with you and most likely suck out your soul. But you can't just let that happen, so your brain defaults to instinct and training.

"O-oh, are you going to take the lead?" she asks, trying to get back into character. "You surprised meeeaaaahhhh!" she yelps as you twist her around and grab her other arm, crossing them and shoving both of you underwater. She thrashes in your hold, but you keep her under as you drag the defiant succubus towards the pool stairs. When you finally come up for air, she coughs up lungfuls of water and tries to twist away from you.

"Oh, you little EEP!" she manages to growl before you press her onto the tile floor, squishing her generous chest under her and leaving her shapely rear hanging over the edge. Without any hesitation, you single-mindedly thrust forward, claiming her exposed womanhood on your first try. Serrica jolts in surprise and looks back over her shoulder in bewildered panic. You clench her wrists in one hand and reach out with the other to take hold of her horns, finally remembering Verheart's cautioning about eye-contact with she-demons. She squeaks as you **** her to look forward, pulling back on the ivory as you slap your thighs against hers, splashing water over the floor. The steam billows with your grunts and motions, warming you like a blanket as you fuck the succubus. Her ass jiggles nicely as you pound against it, but you refuse to acknowledge it, staring straight ahead while Serrica starts to writhe in a very different way than before.

"O-oh fuck, wh-what what are you d-d-d-oing?" she stutters. "You're n-n-not sup-p-posed to d-d-o thiiiis!" she moans, tensing up under you. You surrender your grip on her hands to tuck an arm under her leg, hoisting it up to reach deeper inside of her. Her pussy is leaking like a faucet around you, working against her as it readily accepts your stiff member's ****. She loses her breath in the throes of her orgasm and lets her arms flop to her sides, not even pretending to resist.

"It's n-not supposed to g-go like this!" Serrica keeps whining. "It isn't supposed to f-feel this goood!" Despite her complaints, you feel her hips begin to twist and her pussy possessively grip and massage your cock. The pleasure is overwhelming, but months of subjection to pain and discomfort have bestowed almost superhuman control over your body, so you grit your teeth and flip her over, hauling her back into the water as you thrust up into her.

Serrica's eyes are wide; slit-pupils dilated as you bring her face close to yours. Muffled shock is all you hear as you clamp your lips over hers, careful not to knock your heads together with the **** of your love-making under the water even with your eyes closed. Your tongue pushes into her mouth, and the succubus - despite her confident and lascivious entrance - is at a loss. You pull away for a second, letting go of her (surprisingly pleasant to the touch) horns to better grip her soft behind.

"I'm supposed to Charm you," she mumbles dejectedly, arms wrapping over your shoulder for support. "You're not supposed to do this to me, stupid boy."

"Quiet, hell-spawn," you growl back.

Her response is a minute of breathy coos and shameful squeaks. You still refuse to open your eyes, iron-minded as you let her forked tongue coil around yours and her legs to lock around your hips. It's taking more effort to control your arousal now, but you've also noticed the suffocating lust has diminished greatly. Her powers are weakening - somehow this stupid gambit is actually working.

"I can't lose to you! I can't lose to this stupid cock!" she babbles into your shoulder, unabashedly rolling her hips to get as much of you as possible inside her. "I can't! What kind of succubus loses to a guy?!"

Her voice cuts out in a shocked cry of pleasure, and you're suddenly assaulted on all fronts. Her lower lips squeeze tightly around you, her arms wrap around you to press her breast against yours, and she nuzzles against your neck with a whimper. As determined as you are, it's far too much for a boy your age to resist. You slam her hips down and hold her against you as you twitch, blasting her full of your cum. Legs shaking, you sway in the knee-deep water as you try to stay on your feet. There's no magic running between you; your body has simply given it's all to try to knock up the female in your arms.

"You came..." Serrica murmurs, shifting in your arms. Her flushed face turns to look at you, looking every bit a drunkard from the sheer satisfaction she's felt. "I... made you cum?"